A novelist is, like all mortals, more fully at home on the surface of the present than in the ooze of the past. |
A toothache will cost a battle, a drizzle cancel an insurrection |
A work of art has no importance whatever to society. It is only important to the individual. |
A writer should have the precision of a poet and the imagination of a scientist. |
abruptly provided a retroactive clarification of certain oddities of behavior on his part. |
Caress the detail, the divine detail |
Discussion in class, which means letting twenty young blockheads and two cocky neurotics discuss something that neither their teacher nor they know. |
Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece. |
For me, a work of fiction exists only insofar as it affords me what I shall bluntly call aesthetic bliss, that is a sense of being somehow, somewhere, connected with other states of being where art (curiosity, tenderness, kindness, ecstasy) is the norm. |
Genius is an African who dreams up snow |
Here lies the sense of literary creation: to portray ordinary objects as they will be reflected in kindly mirrors of future times. . . . To find in objects around us the fragrant tenderness that only posterity will discern . . . |
I confess, I do not believe in time. |
I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is |
I think like a genius, I write like a distinguished author, and I speak like a child. |
Imagination, the supreme delight of the immortal and the immature, should be limited. In order to enjoy life, we should not enjoy it too much. |